Anon on deaf row 4

>You're surprised to see Happy Days hasn't caused another prison 'riot'
>She has not spoke a single word for hours, just a few whimpers now and again.
>Man, you're confused.
>This place runs like a kindergarten, but they actually execute ponies here?
>It's like one extreme to another in one blue corridor.

>You glance over to Happy Days from your bed.
>She still quietly sobbing in her hooves.
>With a sigh you sit up.
>She catches your movement from the corner of her eye.
>As she looks at you, you see streaks of matted fur down her face.

"Hey, chin up. It's not over until the fat lady sings."

>"...They get fat mares to sing at you!?"
>She replies in shock with a little bit of confusion.
>..
>These fucking ponies.

"No no no. It's just a saying, what I mean it isn't over yet."

>"Oh...I'm not following."

"ugh, what I'm trying to say is that we're getting out of here."

>"You mean-"

>You cut her off.
"Yes I mean we're escaping."

>Happy Days lets in a huge gasp.
>"Anon! Nopony has ever escaped prison before! Yet alone deaf row!"

"Well for one. I'm not a pony and two if no one has done it before then the guard wouldn't know how to stop it"

>"I..I don't know."

"Come on Happy, what do you have left to lose."

>"Nothing I guess, but still do you know how to do a prison escape?"

"Prison break."

>"Prison break?"

"Yes that's what it's called, and yes, I need a day or two to come up with a plan."

>A smile grows on you cell mates face.
>"I hope you know your doing Anon."

"I do."
>You didn't.

>You fall back down on your bed, while you think of a plan.
>Out of the corner of your eye you see Happy Days get up and walk over to a cup that was sat on the side cabinet.
>She gives an evil grin and nudges the cup of the cabinet with her wing.
>The cup smashes on the floor into dozens of pieces.
>"Prison break."
>She whispers.

>You bring up both of your hands to your face and groan.
"Happy Days, prison break means you break out, not break stuff in the prison."

>"Oh.."
>She looks over the shattered cup.

>After explaining to Happy Days not to break anymore stuff. You go over the first part of of your quickly formed plan.
>The plan is like any other to escape a prison. Work out the guard positions and handovers.

"So I need you to keep an eye on the guards. I need to know their pattern of patrolling this place. Got it?"

>"I think so."

"Good and DO NOT mention this to any one else."

>"I wont."

>"Lunch time!"
>You hear a voice come outside of your cell door.
>It's the same serving ponies from before.
>You look over the serving trolley.
>Salad...
>Fruit salad...
>Eggs..
>Hay fries...
"Goddammit I could do with some actual meat. "
>You mutter to your self.
>Upon hearing you the stallion waiter faints and slumps onto the floor.
>The mare looks at you wit her jaw almost hitting the floor.
>Oh for the love of god.
>Here we go again.

>Well your day did start really shit, so you decide to wind them up.
>It's like what you said to Happy, 'what you got to lose?'

"I guess he'll do. Stallions are normally gristly but I can't be picky."
>You shrug.

>"He's no on the menu!"
>The mare blurts out.

"Well I'm sorry but fainting in front of a human means he's offering his own flesh. Human tradition and all..."
>You turn and give Happy Days a wink.
>You don't want her to start another riot over this.

>"You can't!"
>Tears start to fall from the mares eyes.
>"We're...we're getting married next week"

>Huh, you guessed they had something between them.

"Very well. In that case I just have the eggs"

>The mare sighs in relief.

"And the blood of your first born, in trade of your husbands life"

>The mare runs off screaming while you double over in laughter.